Melancholy

Below is the poem entitled Melancholy which was written by poet
Michelle
Mac Donald. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

Melancholy

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I stand beside these tangled roots
of this ever changing clock-wood tree.
Where streams of ink, like dander fluff,
cling to my pen in congealed thought.
I will tread cautiously 'cross this matted sheath,
with the unsure step of weary feet.
Confusion, an utterance of un-trained words,
delivered from the beaks of travelled birds.
‘We strive to live, though live to die!’,
the loud and boisterous blue jay's cry.
Kind hearted sparrow, bright chickadee,
Their soulful song, of clemency.

A soulful path tread with insight to bring some light into the night. To soak up sun in moon shine greys. And know compassion in the haze. Your poetry inspires me to rambly reiterate Michelle. Love your creative sense of sense. Peace. :)

Oh goodness! this is fantastic.. I had no idea you have such a lovely piece on Melancholy also.. This is wow! Beautiful lines created from matured words... Thanks a lot for the share Michelle Mac
cheers!

Considering that I adore birds this poem just gets my imagination flying Mikki - I recently watched a bluejay hop & sqwuak for awhile, they sure are shrill, but also beautiful - they say bluejays are notorious for breaking the eggs of other birds - this write elicits thoughts of instinct, but also developing resilient discipline, and balancing the two - the mortality element is captivating too - the 8th line is brilliant - with respect - J.A.B. %